Of White Lies and Butterflies (Adrienna Hayes) Tags: Read 392 times / 0 Members and 1 Guest are viewing this topic. Of White Lies and Butterflies (Adrienna Hayes) on January 02, 2010, 11:10:31 PM Of White Lies & ButterfliesThis diary is property of Adrienna Marie Hayes and is written solely by her hand and for her eyes. Anyone found to be violating this fact will be hunted down and hexed into the next millineum. Enjoy! Skip to next post Re: Of White Lies and Butterflies (Adrienna Hayes) Reply #1 on January 02, 2010, 11:27:47 PM First of September, 2008My name is Adrienna Marie Hayes. I am 15 years old, attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and have inevitably been – for the past five years – a Ravenclaw. Not that being a Ravenclaw is a bad thing, as it has an excellent stereotype in my opinion and we never fail to get the most House points in class. But I digress. The real reason I wanted to write in the book is because I am trying to avoid unpacking my suitcase. It is sitting at the foot of my bed as we speak… er… write. Anyway, Megan Ruiz came by earlier to thankfully distract me, and she reminded me that I have yet to get a COMC book. Blasted Andrew didn’t have the book I needed in the enormous stack of books he left behind in his room… So, in conclusion, I have to go hunt down my own book from the library most likely tomorrow morning, and if I am unsuccessful in that endeavor, then I will be required to go talk to Professor Pratt. I do hate talking to professors outside of class, especially if I am asking a favor. I don’t know why, really. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind, but I still dread it. Hopefully the library will have what I am looking for… I suppose I should be getting to sleep now. It is rather late after all.Til Next Time, Adrienna Skip to next post Re: Of White Lies and Butterflies (Adrienna Hayes) Reply #2 on January 02, 2010, 11:46:22 PM ooc: this entry will be updated as the SAWS meeting thread continues Fifteenth of September, 2008I went to the lake this afternoon for some fresh air since it was a lovely day, and I met Dajda Dennis. Lovely girl, really. We spoke for some time before the sun set, and we decided we should be going. Besides, I had to allow myself ample time to venture to the Hospital Hut where the SAWS meeting was held. I made it there with plenty of moments to spare, not that I was truly concerned about my time management. But the meeting itself, even if crowded and well-organized, was only semi-productive. Things have been only partially decided, and some do not even desire to be in the room. If anything I would call it organized chaos. Still, I do respect the efforts, and I do think that meetings should continue. They will get better with practice, I believe… It does make me feel generous to be helping Ollie out like this, and not just Ollie but all persecuted werewolves. It’s a good thing, and doing good leads to good tidings… but also opposition.Til Next Time, Adrienna Skip to next post Re: Of White Lies and Butterflies (Adrienna Hayes) Reply #3 on January 03, 2010, 12:05:51 AM Twenty-Sixth of September, 2008This morning I received an owl at breakfast with a parcel attached. The letter was written and addressed by my father, but no doubt sent by my mother. He had sent another “classic book” for me to read in my spare time. He insisted I read Muggle stories for a “well-rounded education”, and maybe he was right. I came from two cultures and I should study both of them, but sometimes he was just a little too pushy with the Muggle side of things. I wasn’t surprised, however, as he did hate magic and anything related to it. I had opened the package to find a new copy of Romeo and Juliet inside. My father had mentioned in the letter that it was a popular classical story by a famous playwright named Shakespeare. As if I knew exactly what that meant or entailed. Nevertheless, just to please him, I settled myself on the Grand Staircase after dinner to read. I would have gone upstairs to the Common Room if I had felt like hearing the noise. For now, I simply wanted to read this book on the over-adamant request of my father. That is, I did.It wasn’t long before I was interrupted by a boy I didn’t recognize at first. For this simple fact I assumed he was older, and as I studied him I realized I had seen him before in the Common Room... He was sort of… attractive in his own way. And he seemed sweet. It’s just hard for me to trust boys ever since Andrew left. Sometimes, when someone worthy comes along, I feel like they might disappear…Til Next Time, Adrienna Skip to next post
Of White Lies and Butterflies (Adrienna Hayes) on January 02, 2010, 11:10:31 PM Of White Lies & ButterfliesThis diary is property of Adrienna Marie Hayes and is written solely by her hand and for her eyes. Anyone found to be violating this fact will be hunted down and hexed into the next millineum. Enjoy! Skip to next post
Re: Of White Lies and Butterflies (Adrienna Hayes) Reply #1 on January 02, 2010, 11:27:47 PM First of September, 2008My name is Adrienna Marie Hayes. I am 15 years old, attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and have inevitably been – for the past five years – a Ravenclaw. Not that being a Ravenclaw is a bad thing, as it has an excellent stereotype in my opinion and we never fail to get the most House points in class. But I digress. The real reason I wanted to write in the book is because I am trying to avoid unpacking my suitcase. It is sitting at the foot of my bed as we speak… er… write. Anyway, Megan Ruiz came by earlier to thankfully distract me, and she reminded me that I have yet to get a COMC book. Blasted Andrew didn’t have the book I needed in the enormous stack of books he left behind in his room… So, in conclusion, I have to go hunt down my own book from the library most likely tomorrow morning, and if I am unsuccessful in that endeavor, then I will be required to go talk to Professor Pratt. I do hate talking to professors outside of class, especially if I am asking a favor. I don’t know why, really. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind, but I still dread it. Hopefully the library will have what I am looking for… I suppose I should be getting to sleep now. It is rather late after all.Til Next Time, Adrienna Skip to next post
Re: Of White Lies and Butterflies (Adrienna Hayes) Reply #2 on January 02, 2010, 11:46:22 PM ooc: this entry will be updated as the SAWS meeting thread continues Fifteenth of September, 2008I went to the lake this afternoon for some fresh air since it was a lovely day, and I met Dajda Dennis. Lovely girl, really. We spoke for some time before the sun set, and we decided we should be going. Besides, I had to allow myself ample time to venture to the Hospital Hut where the SAWS meeting was held. I made it there with plenty of moments to spare, not that I was truly concerned about my time management. But the meeting itself, even if crowded and well-organized, was only semi-productive. Things have been only partially decided, and some do not even desire to be in the room. If anything I would call it organized chaos. Still, I do respect the efforts, and I do think that meetings should continue. They will get better with practice, I believe… It does make me feel generous to be helping Ollie out like this, and not just Ollie but all persecuted werewolves. It’s a good thing, and doing good leads to good tidings… but also opposition.Til Next Time, Adrienna Skip to next post
Re: Of White Lies and Butterflies (Adrienna Hayes) Reply #3 on January 03, 2010, 12:05:51 AM Twenty-Sixth of September, 2008This morning I received an owl at breakfast with a parcel attached. The letter was written and addressed by my father, but no doubt sent by my mother. He had sent another “classic book” for me to read in my spare time. He insisted I read Muggle stories for a “well-rounded education”, and maybe he was right. I came from two cultures and I should study both of them, but sometimes he was just a little too pushy with the Muggle side of things. I wasn’t surprised, however, as he did hate magic and anything related to it. I had opened the package to find a new copy of Romeo and Juliet inside. My father had mentioned in the letter that it was a popular classical story by a famous playwright named Shakespeare. As if I knew exactly what that meant or entailed. Nevertheless, just to please him, I settled myself on the Grand Staircase after dinner to read. I would have gone upstairs to the Common Room if I had felt like hearing the noise. For now, I simply wanted to read this book on the over-adamant request of my father. That is, I did.It wasn’t long before I was interrupted by a boy I didn’t recognize at first. For this simple fact I assumed he was older, and as I studied him I realized I had seen him before in the Common Room... He was sort of… attractive in his own way. And he seemed sweet. It’s just hard for me to trust boys ever since Andrew left. Sometimes, when someone worthy comes along, I feel like they might disappear…Til Next Time, Adrienna Skip to next post
Of White Lies and Butterflies (Adrienna Hayes)